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shadow striker perpetually in disguise,
sinister coward don't you realise,
that backstabber, you are nothing,
for i find you so lacking,
pity that's all you'll ever be,
someone who can't face up to me.
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can't touch me, not now, not ever.
don't try stoppin me, it's a futile endeavour.
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Hope is the faint glimmer in the dark, that which illumes the despondent depths of despair.
Hope is the rope that tethers me to the prospect of brighter tomorrows, keeping me from an awry descent into a place where all that is important to me is long gone and irretrievable.
Hope floats, buoyed by the kind words of loved ones, those we used to love, those who stopped loving us, and even those we love without ever realizing it.
Hope is my face turned to the high heavens, arms outstretched, in prayer. It is the leap of faith where I let go. Where I do what I can and must do, and acquiesce, "God, I trust in you. Do what You will with me. I am in Your fold now."
Life at times - Scary, mortifying, terrifying. Something I'm not always prepared for. But I will stand my ground.
For the pain of letting go of my dreams, of wondering "what if?" would be far more excruciating than the long and arduous road that ends in a glorious reality where dreams are manifested through my blood, sweat and toil.
And yes, I do need help. So help me God.
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